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| 2001 COPYRIGHT BY PETER CHRISTOPHER RAYMOND LIKE A MANTIS TRAPPED IN AMBER YOU'LL NEVER SEE DECAY OR AGE ANOTHER DAY OR GREY OR PASS AWAY ANOTHER CREATURE CAUGHT AND RESIGNED TO ITS' LOT DEPRIVED OF THE FREEDOM IT HAD ONCE SOUGHT MAYBE YOU'RE A DIAMOND OR A STILLBORN BUTTERFLY ALTHOUGH YOU BITTERLY CRY YOU'RE SWEETER TO MY EYE YOUR SPIRITS WILT AND PLUMMET TEARS DROP TO THE BOTTOM OF YOUR STOMACH GAZING OUT FROM YOUR CRYSTALIZED CITADEL THE HARDENED SWEET SYRUP INWHICH YOU DWELL AMBER WAS BORN ON THE BREATH OF A WARM WIND BUT SHE WAS ABANDONED AND NOW SHE IS ORPHANED THE SUN WILL REFLECT AND WARM YOUR SKIN BUT IT WON'T WARM YOUR HEART THAT LIES BROKEN WITHIN NEVER A BLEMMISH OR BRUISE ON YOUR CHIN AND THE COLD OF WINTER CANNOT ENTER IN THE FOREST HAS ADOPTED AND HIDDEN YOU IN A TREE WHO PROTECTS AND CRADLES YOU LOVINGLY YOU'LL WITNESS THE WONDERS BEFORE YOUR EYES AND GLOW BROWN GOLDEN IN EACH VIRGIN SUNRISE |